Brooklynn was walking into the living room. She was going to go and play with a toy that Emmerson got for Christmas. On her way to the toy she tripped and said.. "Whoa, Daddy slippery!"
She has been saying that something is slippery every time she falls down whether she actually slips or not. Anyway, I looked at her and said like a loving father would: "No, it's not slippery Brooklynn. You're just clumsy."
Hey, it runs in the family.
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